After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

absurd.

It’s ridiculous.

Jingchen Buddha tugged at the hastily patchwork clothes he was wearing, suppressed the urge to yawn, and began to regret the way he had just opened the door.

He should just play dead.

Killing is not at home.

Xie Yue pushed back Shen Xiaobai who was chatting awkwardly, and said seriously, "Jingchen Buddha, I won't beat around the bush, we are actually here because of the dark energy in the capital."

"The repressed Buddha light has something to do with you, right?"

Jingchen Buddha clasped his hands together, said a mantra in a low voice, did not answer directly, and passed the beads in his hand, "Look at this."

Everyone's eyes fell on the bead string, only to find in astonishment that the bead string Jingchen Buddha had been coiling in his hand was actually made of human bones.

Bright white with a few traces of black.

Like white paper stained with ink, it is extremely eye-catching.

Like dried blood.

Until Song Xi took over the string of human bone beads, and the string of beads escaped Master Jingchen's palm, a strong and cold evil spirit seemed to break free from some kind of suppression and permeated directly.

Jingchen Buddha likes to observe the appearance of sentient beings. Seeing their different expressions at this time, he really looked at this group of people. When they landed on Song Xi, his light-colored pupils shrank slightly.

Why does this person look familiar?

But he was face-blind and his memory was not very good, so he didn't think much about it.

Song Xi held the string of human bone beads, and the cold and invisible evil energy wanted to penetrate into her body. Jingchen Buddha squinted his eyes, the Buddha light on his fingertips squeezed and scattered, his indifferent eyebrows stretched slightly, and he watched quietly. Song Xi's hand.

Song Xi couldn't see the evil spirit, but could only feel a biting coolness in her hand. Before she had time to ask Master Jingchen, a faint golden light suddenly flashed on her hand.

Song Xi: "???"

Everyone: "???"

Song Xi was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Jingchen Buddha, and asked, "Is there something wrong with your bead string? Are you responsible for my mutation?"

Jingchen Buddha also froze in place, his indifferent brows and eyes were rarely emotional, and there was a trace of astonishment in his eyes, "What's your name?"

"Song Xi." Song Xi raised his eyebrows and announced his family name with some surprise.

She didn't eat Yi Rong Pill now, she was completely her original appearance, and the original owner was Qiu Daoyuan's fiancée, who was once considered a famous figure in Zhengyangmen.

The several major sects have close contacts, so they should be able to recognize them at a glance, otherwise she wouldn't need to keep taking Yi Rong Pills to avoid trouble. I didn't expect that this Buddhist disciple really didn't hear anything from the window.

Song Xi rubbed his chin.

Does he not eat melons? !

Or was the sword she stabbed at Qiu Daoyuan not strong enough?

Song Xi was eager to try, and seriously considered the possibility of directly eunuching Qiu Daoyuan next time, to see if he could become famous in the world of cultivating immortals.

Not for anything else, just want to increase social status.

She is currently on the reward list in the world of cultivating immortals, but she is worth 1 yuan of spiritual coins.

Hearing this name, Master Jingchen tried his best to think back, "Are you on the reward list, and it seems to be worth 2000 yuan of spiritual coins?"

two thousand?

Song Xi frowned, and said in dissatisfaction, "Did I lower the price? Or is Qiu Daoyuan worthless?"

Jingchen Buddha: "???"

Why does she look so proud?

Is this something to be proud of? !

"Are you willing to worship my Buddhism?"

When Jingchen Buddha asked this question, his expression was calm, as if he was discussing whether today's dinner is good or not.

Before Song Xi could speak, the brothers and sisters next to him immediately became furious.

"Are you polite?"

Shen Xiaobai jumped between the two of them, and the old hen blocked Song Xi behind like a chick, "This is my little junior sister!"

"Why are you robbing people in person?" Xie Yue's face was not good, "When did the Buddhist sect become so solicitous, and the Buddhist disciples need to come to the sect to solicit business in person?"

Facing Ye Wangyou's hammer bouncing up and down, Jingchen Buddha's son did not change his face, his eyebrows were lowered, and his face without desire, he repeated stubbornly, "Are you willing to worship my Buddhism?"

"Buddhist sect still accepts wanted criminals?" Song Xi was a little surprised.

This Jingchen Buddha is not going on a good path.

Collect wanted criminals for Buddhism?

Doesn't Buddhism care about it? ?

"Are you the demon cultivator who is on the run?" Jingchen Buddha took the human bone bead string, the Buddha's light in his hand was shining brightly, and the black lines on the bead string faded a bit.

Song Xi didn't speak, she always felt that something was wrong with this Buddha.

Like something missing.

But I can't describe it in detail.

Xie Yue and the others didn't speak, but the atmosphere became obviously tense.

Jingchen Buddha seemed unaware of the somewhat depressing atmosphere, he slowly lit the oil lamp on the table, the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was particularly bright against the flickering fire.

"If the people of Zhengyangmen want to hunt down and arrest you, my Buddhism will protect you."

"Are you willing to worship my Buddhism?"

"Jing Chen!"

Song Xi was flattered: "???"

No, when did she become a sweet potato?

Before he had time to speak, there was a sudden rustling sound outside the door, and then there was a symbolic knock on the dilapidated thatched door.

"Is Lord Buddha there?" A very charming voice came in clearly.

"???"

The eyes of everyone in the room fell on Jingchen Buddha, who was earnestly cutting the candle.

Ye Wangyou hurriedly pulled Song Xi and bit his ear, "Isn't it? Is this Jingchen Buddhist monk still a voluptuous monk?!"

"Aren't they trying to abstain from lust?" Song Xi rubbed his chin in amazement.

"It can't be a female ghost, can it?" The gloating on Ye Wangyou's face should not be too obvious, "It's written like this in the storybook when a charming female ghost falls in love with a non-worldly Buddha.

"Let me tell you secretly, I've seen this version of the erotic pictures." Ye Wangyou pressed in a low voice, "In it, Jingchen Buddha was painted as a promiscuous monk, hiss... don't tell me, it's really cool good-looking."

Song Xi: "...?"

Who can tell her, what kind of yellow waste does the weak Third Senior Sister have in her mind every day? !

But I have to say that the delicate beauty came to knock on the door in the middle of the night, and it really didn't look like there was no scandal at all.

Jingchen Buddha didn't even shake his hand, he raised his eyes to look back at the shocked eyes of everyone, raised his other hand and made a "shh" between his lips.

He thought very simply.

Just because he didn't pretend to be asleep, he attracted a bunch of people.

Lesson learned this time.

But in the eyes of the crazy people, this appearance is no different from a guilty conscience.

"..."

Xie Yue raised his eyebrows, he was worried about the fact that this pious bald donkey wanted to steal his junior sister, immediately cleared his throat, and deliberately coughed.

There was a knock on the door.

"My lord, the slave family has come in." The woman's voice was mellow and contrived, and the mountain road turned eighteen bends.

Jingchen Buddha's thin eyebrows were emotionless, he glanced at Xie Yue, then turned around and looked openly at the door.

The person who came in was also barefoot, dressed in red, with long hair hanging down pitifully.

But this is limited to the self-knowledge of the comer.

She opened her mouth: "Buddha..."

"Fuck! Is she really a female ghost?!" Shen Xiaobai was taken aback.

Qin Ya's words got stuck in her throat.

Only then did she notice that in the thatched house, apart from Jingchen Buddha who was patiently cutting candles with scissors beside the table, there were a bunch of people standing on the other side.

And fucking acquaintances.

Qin Ya: "..."

Is there a crack in the ground that she can drill through.